Saturday, March 31, 2012

This Week Was For...

     This week was for sleepy boys, sleepy chihuahuas, half-price hair stuff, cookies bigger than your head, yummy shrimp and asparagus, spending my Friday nights sitting outside with David, drinking hot hazelnut coffee, soaking up sun at the park, and looking back on long-dead memories.

     This week was also for realization. There has been an enormous amount of change in my life this year. I rang in the new year single, depressed, hurt, and just all-around feeling like shit. I dreaded the thought of another year just like the last three. Full of disappointment and heartbreak over & over & over. But you know what? I made it through the Winter all by myself, and it turns out that I don't need a man to be happy. I don't think I ever really did, and I'm proud of myself for deciding not to waste anymore time. Dodging a bullet that big is truly an amazing feeling.

This week was for a much-needed rainy day in the LBC.

This week was for girlfriends, which I wish I had more of. The ones I do have are pretty badass ladies though.
I mean, how hot is my friend Liz here?! I've always been a girl's girl. I will never steal your boyfriend, I will never backstab you unless you truly truly truly deserve it, I will never betray you. I go out of my way to be as sweet as I can to every girl I meet, but I get the bitch vibe in return more often than not. Oh well. I guess they just don't make 'em like they used to.

This week was for hippie circles. Wasting the afternoons away talking and laughing.

This week was for yummy food to cheer me up.

This week was for getting all dressed up for the movies, and finding out there's no tickets left.

This week was for putting my guy friends through hell for my personal entertainment.

This week was for flowers.

This week was for being nice to the weird kid. And getting a love letter afterwards. Oops.

This week every week is for doing whatever my heart desires.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Lovely Weekend Links

Monday, March 19, 2012

Two Weeks in The Life

     So my bipolar creativity (that strikes at the strangest moments) has returned yet again. While in the middle of a hot shower a couple weeks ago, that familiar light bulb sparked inside my brain! I decided I wanted to make a short film. I wanted the film to be a "day in the life" type thing, showing the places I go and the people I see on a day-to-day basis. I would film myself getting ready in the morning, riding the city bus, walking around school, hangin' with friends, eating yummy food... All filmed from my perspective.
     Two weeks and a whole lot of filming later, the video went from "a day in the life" to "two weeks in the life." Over the course of 14 days I filmed countless random moments in time. Beaches, parks and backyards. Friends and loverz. Good times and good memories. I sorted through the short videos, smashed the remains together, and added in some Sublime as a finishing touch. I'm really happy with the results, the film is basically my current life in a nutshell. Enjoy!

Friday, March 16, 2012

The Good Times Are Killing Me

We have some damn good times. No need to write today, pictures are worth a thousand words.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Sometimes You Just Need To...

     Sometimes you just need to CHILL. You need time away from all your friends, away from the mountain of school work before you, away from the hustle and bustle of the world. Am I making excuses for myself about not going to class today? Maybe. But am I right? Definitely.
     I work pretty damn hard, if I don't say so myself. I make sure to squeeze my weekly reading in whenever I can & never miss more than a few small assignments. I turn in all my papers on time, attend class and never come in late. Balancing a the crazy social life I've had lately with school isn't too hard, but I still need to take a breather every once in awhile. I will never, ever, ever be a person who lets school and work take over my life. If I don't spend at least a few hours a day relaxing by myself or hanging out with friends, I will go insane. Freedom is something extremely important to me, and once I start feeling trapped it goes straight downhill from there.

     That being said, I decided to take a little break today. I woke up, showered, got all pretty and dressed, filled my purse with today's load, drank a cup of coffee, ate some lucky charms, put on my shoes, and... Drum roll, please... Decided to stay inside. My 11AM class isn't going anywhere, and I can always do the work here at home for today. It's a chilly, cloudy day here in the LBC and I'm not in the mood to go walking around in the cold & waiting at bus stops. I'd rather stay here for a couple extra hours and just chill. Sometimes a little break is all you need to get motivated again!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Lovely Weekend Links

Saturday, March 10, 2012

This Weeeek!

     This week had it's ups and downs, but I'm in a buzzing-ly happy mood on this Saturday night! If buzzing-ly wasn't a word before, it is now. This week, one of my best friends went crazy on me for a night. He stole my phone and made me chase him all around town for it, said he never wanted to talk to me again (for reasons we still both don't know) and basically told me to fuck off. This is a kind of guy who would never do anything like that in a thousand years. It was strange. He went off the deep end a bit, but he came back in time to apologize. Drugs and alcohol can turn sweet boys into mad men, I swear. Especially when they're mixed together. Anyways! That same night my girly friends and Robert took me out to a late sushi dinner for my birthday. We were starving so we ordered the "Hungry Roll" and boy, did it live up to it's name!

     I'm starting to love these cute lil' photo collages. Clockwise from the top: Blowin' smoke (not what it looks like), my brother's fat kitty that lives with us, amazing sushi, and Jeff! Here's a few more odds and ends from my week below.

Just being a cla$$y bitch outside Ross Dress 4 Less. You know.

Standing in between two tall people makes me feel like a little lady.

The back of my new shirt! It's gorgeous, NINE bucks at Ross. Can't beat that.

     I've been having a lot of fun lately, but that seems to be all that I'm doing. Going up to the park, hanging out, talking and laughing the days away. One after another, after another, after another... I say it's time I find a new hobby. I've been dying to pick up "The Hunger Games," a book everyone seems to be obsessing over! I want to start reading, playing guitar again, learning how to cook and focusing more on schoolwork. This life I've been living is fun, but that's all it really is. I can't get sucked into doing nothing all day. On second thought, I think it may have already happened...

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Tattoo Dreamz

     While attempting to organize my messy room this morning, I stumbled across a fake tattoo sleeve my mom and I bought as a joke a few years back. I tried it on and struck a few poses in the mirror. Flexed my biceps. May or may not have blown a few kisses to myself. Anyways! Even though the sleeve is obviously a joke, I actually really liked what I saw.

     I'm most deff not hardcore enough to get my whole body tatted. Even though I'm 19 years old and have a bad habit of doing whatever the hell I want, I still like to keep at least one foot on the ground. It's hard enough to get a job nowadays without tattoos, so I'm not going to go overboard and ruin my chances. I'd never ink my face, chest, neck, hands, or anywhere else impossible to cover up. But hey, ink my whole back? Roses on my feet? An old school design on my arm? I'm down for that.
     I honestly cannot wait to get tattooed. I've got a teeny-tiny sparrow tat on my hip from last year (My bff got a feather 'cause birds of a feather flock together!) but that's all for now. The big pieces will have to wait. I've already got a couple designs swirling around in my head though, ones that I've been pondering for at least two or three years now. I think it's safe to say that I know what I want, I'm just not going to rush into it like most people do.

Future Tattoo #1
     My Oma (grandmother) is the sweetest, most adorable & most German woman I have ever met. Her thick accent and way of going about day-to-day things is so different than most, and she is a big reminder to me of where I came from. She always supported me no matter what. Clipping articles out of the newspaper for me, sending me writing and drawing competitions to enter, knitting me little house shoes, saving candies for me, and all that other cute stuff grandmas tend to do. Yesterday I found out that she secretly knitted me two baby blankets to be saved for my future child because she knew she wouldn't make it 'till then. She was quiet yet very loud, strict but really funny when everyone else turned around and always thoughtful as could be. There's a nesting doll of hers that I specifically remember playing with whenever we visited. Taking one doll out of the other, out of the other... It now sits in our own house, and it will forever remind me of her. I'm really excited to get a nesting doll tattoo one day, just like Oma's with my own personal style mixed in.

Future Tattoo #2
     This peacock tattoo was something I randomly found on the internet and fell in love with. Sounds stupid, but I need this beautiful image somewhere on my body! I literally printed this out and posted it up in my room so I could see it every single day & know whether I'd get sick of it or not. The verdict? I still absolutely LOVE this design. It would fit perfectly in the center of my upper back, and it would be an awesome reminder to keep on doing my own thing in life. Shake yo tail feathers.

Future Tattoo #3
     A tiny anchor symbol on my right ankle will probably be the tattoo I get done soonest. I am 100% certain about this one, because there is so much meaning behind it. I've pined over this tattoo for years. The anchor symbol represents the seaside city I was born and raised in, it represents keeping myself anchored no matter what, it represents many memories of my childhood on the docks and in the marina with my dad, it represents my love for the ocean, it represents my family and friends, and it represents so much more than that... This is the smallest, yet most meaningful tattoo I will probably ever get.
     I may not become the next Kat Von D or anything, but I'm seriously excited to ink my body. I've always loved the look of tattoos and envied the people who had them. It takes courage to go against the current, and I give them props. I'll get there someday.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Forgive & Forget: Part II

     Life works in wonderful ways sometimes. Just as I thought everything was falling apart and my life was speeding straight for a red light, things ended up coming together in a beautiful way. I "kissed and made up" with not one, but TWO girls who I never thought I'd be friends with again. Let's just say there were some pretty bad vibes going on there for awhile. It's crazy how you can harbor so much anger and dislike for a person for such a long time... And then everything disappears after five minutes of talking face-to-face. The entire problem is solved. Done. Squashed. All it takes is the courage to confront them about it. Somebody's gotta do it, and I'm happy to say that person was finally me!

I've got a feeling that it's gonna be smooth sailing from here on out.